While slightly distracted, Rong Yan took a few bites of the food and nodded. "Good, it tastes the same as the food you used to make."
"I've always remembered the taste that you like so over the past few years, I've been cooking for myself rather often in order to ensure that my skills do not decline. I was afraid that you might not like my cooking anymore." Mo Xiyan scooped some soup into her bowl and began drinking it. She seemed to be hinting at something.
However, Rong Yan didn't catch it.
After taking a few casual bites, Rong Yan put his chopsticks down, wiped his lips with a napkin and said, "I'm done, enjoy yourself. I suddenly remembered that there are still some things I haven't settled. I'll take my leave now and look for you again when I have the time to do so."
He stood up and wanted to leave. Mo Xiyan put down her chopsticks as well and grabbed him to stop him from leaving. "Yan, can't you stay with me a little longer?"
